Riza awoke to the sound of knuckles on wood.

"Hawkeye?" she heard from the other side of the door, "It's time to go to work"

Riza sat up, her eyes opening blearily. "What?" she managed. She was not a morning person.

The door opened and Riza looked to see Roy's face inching around the edge of the wood. She saw him smirk.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Your hair" was all he said before he started to laugh.

She lifted a hand, it was all on end. She couldn't help the smile that spread across her face as the man in front of her slid to the floor laughing, clutching at his chest in pain.

"What time is it?" she asked, pulling her legs from under the warm covers.

"After seven" he said, sitting there for a minute, looking at her.

"Work's at eight" Riza said, standing and picking up her uniform from the chair by the window. She walked past him, to the bathroom. She ignored the fact that he was staring at her legs. His shirt that she'd worn to bed barely fell to mid-thigh.

She stopped in the door and leaned out to say, "You wouldn't happen to have a spare toothbrush, would you sir?"

"Yeah, here let me get it" Roy walked into the bathroom and reached up and pulled a toothbrush from the top shelf of the medicine cabinet. He never realized how small his bathroom was until they were both in it at the same time. And Riza wasn't exactly fully clothed. He handed it to her and brushed past her. Her chest brushed against his as he eased out the door.

She closed the door with a click before he could say anything.

Ten minutes later she walked out clean and fixed up. Her uniform was a little wrinkled, but other than that she looked completely normal.